all my photography is at my journal: backhoes on back roads . it's totally like a fucking foot in your eye, though, so watch out.the anti art-fag graphic designer doubling as the urban warrior always equipped with qPod sound system laced through my torn belt loops, dancing only when moment merits but don't think i'll shy from tearing it the fuck up. the best feeling in my world is opening the door to an unlocked bulldozer and finding the keys still sitting inside, and burning rubber in a stick shift. i am a master of the Game, cautious around its many dangers, artful in its systematic ruling and execution, and understanding of the wonder that is an incredible wingman at my side. such skill gives me a laugh at times because while your suave ways woo me, it was actually i who seduced you into thinking the woo was necessary. i live my life just the way i want to and i'm 99.9% confident in the fact that i will be one of the most awesome people you have ever met. other than that, i am the refrigerator, and men are those wicked strong magnets you find at the discovery channel store.
also i am an alcoholic but i'm a better alcoholic than you 'cause i steal all my alcohol from a hole in the wall.
i'm lazy on my vowels and i don't pronounce my T's.
ATK
Jew of the year 2007
